I'm just a poor girl from a poor family. Those words stuck in my head. It was the song that was played at my grandmothers funeral. I had been crying and listening to bohemian rhapsody for hours now, taking in each word as if it was a knife stabbing me, the end always kills me, it slows down and the lyrics replay in my mind
"nothing really matters anyone can see
nothing really matters
nothing really matters to me
anyway the wind blows"
and again
"is this the real life, is this just fantasy" I wished it was fantasy. My nan would always tell me i was her little moon-pie and she would always protect me. But she wont be able to stop the bullies now.
"im just a poor boy nobody loves me" i understand this now. i felt like that.....
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the one who saved my life
Romanceemma is a depressed girl who fights everyday to stop herself from suicide. especially at school. Until one boy saves her from her depression...
